....I want itttttttttttttttttttt!" says Abigail in a lustfultone.Mother and Hapzie start hunting through the racks of clothing all inplastic protector....The twins start bouncing on mother's bed. The bed cover is silk. "Takethose shoes off you two and you can sit on the bed, only!" I yell.Wow, talking about channeling mother. It was as though her words werecoming from my mouth.Mother and Hepzie are both rummaging through the closet, but are clearlybeing sidetracked by finding clothing that. By the time I'd finished with the scented shampoo, shave gels,moisturizing body washes and lotions on the list I was lovingthe experience and smelled like, well, I smelled like a girl and my legslooked and felt amazing all the way up to my butt cheeks. I couldn'tstop touching them.Rachael had left two packets of white nylon panties, sizes medium andlarge, and a packet of pantyhose in the bathroom. 'Size C, silky sheer,jet black, control top.' What did all that mean? And why the panties?Rachael. I scampered into a back room and emerged in a few minutes dressed in male clothing. I unlocked a hidden drawer, pulling my final reports and stuffing them inside my shirt."Why, Captain? Why risk yourself for me?" Because, my dear lady, I know that the South cannot win this war. Her sons are brave and determined, but the overwhelming numbers and industrial might of the North will prevail. Perhaps when it is all over I will need a friend. Besides," his face lit in a roughish grin, "You are too. Pamela said she wanted to hug me. I was surprised and taken aback , never expected her to go beyond a handshake considering her conservative nature.I stiffened up , Pamela moved close to me and she hugged me. I had not hugged a hot sensuous woman in a long time , her perfume blew me away. I squeezed her lightly and caressed her back. Pamela had been missing a male touch and she quickly dissolved in my arms. She was caressing my back and her hands moved below my shirt and she felt my skin. She.